1A full blow argument broke out and raged on while Don still lay sprawled on the floor. Apparently he had just heard something sensitive and although he had no idea exactly what any of it meant he'd be damned if he was about to say so.
He slowly sat up the many occupants of the room were talking at once save for one, Anne sat quietly in her seat. She did seem the least bit bothered by the fighting, she didn't look over as Don got to his feet, he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.
Don walked to the wall and leaned his mind more focused on Anne that the current situation, was she embarrassed? Did she not want to embarrass him? Did she even care either way.
"Well?" A voice broke through his thoughts and for the second time he found himself the center of attention and completely unaware.
"Well what?" He stumbled out, great real smooth he reproached himself, no wonder these people never told him anything.
"What did you hear numbskull?" Logan demanded "And why the hell are you spying on us anyway?"
"Nothing" Don barked back feeling a bit of his composure come back " And I wasn't spying on you, you built this place like a maze, I got lost"
"Lost! Right he's working for them" Logan scowled turning to the professor and added " We gotta do something about this"
"Agreed" The professor said with a nod.
Don felt his blood run cold, there was no way he was leaving this room unless they let him, he wished he was still on the floor near the door, escape might have been easier that way. With a burst of energy Don sprang for the door the only person blocking his path was the one person he was hoping to hit.
Don had never felt a less satisfying punch, Logan landed on his back with a grunt and he dashed out the door and down the hall. His knuckles burned, it was possible his hand was broken but he didn't have time to worry about it.
He could hear footsteps now and mingled voices, now he had done it. He turned every chance he got twisting his trail around and around hoping he would find a way out before they caught him.
"Don?" A sweet feminine voice, Anne. For a moment Don felt like stopping, maybe he'd overreacted.
He struggled for a moment and then ran on, he didn't know what was going on here and that made it too dangerous to trust a pretty face. His heart sank a little with the thought but instantly rebounded as he turned the corner and found himself in the hanger bay.
What now? He wondered they were on his trail and closing fast. Don felt panic closing in, how far was it to the nearest sewer tunnels, would they know to look for him there? Yes, they would he had blathered everything except the exact location of the lair to Anne, if he got there fast enough he could warn the others.
With a deep breath and a last boost of adrenaline Don ran across the hanger and into the sole occupant.
"Oh man" He said voicing his thoughts as the loading door closed behind him and he moved towards the controls "This is not going to be pretty".
